Poems About Books by Top Critiquers
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Poems about books by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
The Deadly Bookcase
After her sister & mother haven't heard from Chrissy for several days, her family reported the petite 31 year old missing. Fifteen days after filing the missing persons report, the mother & sister noticed a foul odor in the house. Following their noses, they found Chrissy wedged behind a 6-foot bookcase. She had fallen headfirst and became trapped behind the bookcase when she tried to adjust her television set, which sat on the top shelf.
#books
#death
#fiction
#ignorance
#satirical
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The Lost Books
The news announced the sinking ship;
water pushing its metal hull
off a gangplank of the straight
until it crumbled as crystal over rock
Planes spotted flotsam and jetsam
—pinched debris riding a caterpillar
of watery waves inching across the sea—
its waterlogged bite engorged
from strewn pages as leaves
sinking into a survivorless
translucency
Below, a commandeered army
—a delegation of new ghosts
manifesting posthumously
because sometimes Poseidon reads
while sitting peacefully at his desk—
allowing...
water pushing its metal hull
off a gangplank of the straight
until it crumbled as crystal over rock
Planes spotted flotsam and jetsam
—pinched debris riding a caterpillar
of watery waves inching across the sea—
its waterlogged bite engorged
from strewn pages as leaves
sinking into a survivorless
translucency
Below, a commandeered army
—a delegation of new ghosts
manifesting posthumously
because sometimes Poseidon reads
while sitting peacefully at his desk—
allowing...
#war
#sea
#water
#books
#OceanVuong
694 reads
20 Comments
in-completely yours
"
#love
#birds
#nature
#books
#reading
1111 reads
19 Comments
THE KAMA SUTRA, EXPLAINED TO BLOKES
The Kama Sutra has a guide
to how to get yourself inside
the woman you would make love to.
Techniques are ancient and not new,
yet may be a revelation
to those new to copulation
or want to broaden repertoire
in ways of raising "Ooh la la"
in the bedroom or other place
of lovemaking after the chase.
It explains the acts sexual
in tones Hindu spiritual.
India's population size
in light of this book's no surprise!
to how to get yourself inside
the woman you would make love to.
Techniques are ancient and not new,
yet may be a revelation
to those new to copulation
or want to broaden repertoire
in ways of raising "Ooh la la"
in the bedroom or other place
of lovemaking after the chase.
It explains the acts sexual
in tones Hindu spiritual.
India's population size
in light of this book's no surprise!
#sex
#books
#rhyming #funny
#rhyming #funny
511 reads
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Codex

#books
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3 Comments
I am PAR
Hello! I’m PAR, a gentle soul
with a penchant for birds and books.
While I may not be the most conventionally
handsome guy, my heart is as big as the sky.
I may not tower over others,
but I stand tall in kindness!
Well, let’s just say I’ve got a cozy dad bod.
A warm shade of hazel fits my eyes,
like the autumn leaves.
A bald character!
Comfortable and practical.
I prefer flannel shirts and worn-in jeans.
I lose myself in the pages of classic
poetry and blood epics.
Ask me about my favorite book, ...
with a penchant for birds and books.
While I may not be the most conventionally
handsome guy, my heart is as big as the sky.
I may not tower over others,
but I stand tall in kindness!
Well, let’s just say I’ve got a cozy dad bod.
A warm shade of hazel fits my eyes,
like the autumn leaves.
A bald character!
Comfortable and practical.
I prefer flannel shirts and worn-in jeans.
I lose myself in the pages of classic
poetry and blood epics.
Ask me about my favorite book, ...
#birds
#books
#confessional
#myself
#strength
125 reads
7 Comments
Repose
The wind, the rain, the wine and tea;
the candlelight and radio
playing jazz instrumentals low...
as quiet nights were meant to be;
with puddle ripples at a glance
waving me from the asphalt drips
as vision through a curtain slips
when I peek at the street askance,
and then the glimmer of the gilt
leads me to the spines of books
to earn eurekas and gadzooks
where all that printer's ink was spilt
as fodder for a midnight mind
in passage to more verse inclined.
the candlelight and radio
playing jazz instrumentals low...
as quiet nights were meant to be;
with puddle ripples at a glance
waving me from the asphalt drips
as vision through a curtain slips
when I peek at the street askance,
and then the glimmer of the gilt
leads me to the spines of books
to earn eurekas and gadzooks
where all that printer's ink was spilt
as fodder for a midnight mind
in passage to more verse inclined.
#books
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
81 reads
6 Comments
One More Book
I answer her question with a rambling joke.
Do I have a plan in place?
Nah.
I'm too easily distracted.
Knowing me,
I'd be about to go through with killing myself
but there would be one last book I'd want to read.
Or one more poem I'd want to write.
One more place to see.
One more topic to research...
One more gelato flavor to try.
One more sexual experience to have.
One more cause to help.
If i had any common sense
I might end my life.
But there's always one more book. ...
Do I have a plan in place?
Nah.
I'm too easily distracted.
Knowing me,
I'd be about to go through with killing myself
but there would be one last book I'd want to read.
Or one more poem I'd want to write.
One more place to see.
One more topic to research...
One more gelato flavor to try.
One more sexual experience to have.
One more cause to help.
If i had any common sense
I might end my life.
But there's always one more book. ...
#inspirational
#suicide
#books
403 reads
15 Comments
novel...
A wonderful
and
an infatuated
novel
which has
never been read
which has
only been caressed
which has
not been carved
which is
real white
which is
ready to give delight
which is
smooth like glass
which is
hot like flask
which is
full of mystery
and magic....
and
an infatuated
novel
which has
never been read
which has
only been caressed
which has
not been carved
which is
real white
which is
ready to give delight
which is
smooth like glass
which is
hot like flask
which is
full of mystery
and magic....
#erotic
#books
#WritingPoetry
370 reads
16 Comments
library
the books
standing
orderly
in their
shelves,
each with
their own
identity,
each day
some travel,
but come
morning,
they are
all
once again
quiet and
at home.
standing
orderly
in their
shelves,
each with
their own
identity,
each day
some travel,
but come
morning,
they are
all
once again
quiet and
at home.
#books
#freedom
#passion
#PowerOfWords
#reading
89 reads
8 Comments
the plum days
as a child I’d sit in the library
next door to the park reading Wodehouse,
when I should have been at school
scared me frankly they asked too much
of me, what was this divided by that,
cross country running, swimming,
do you want a fight, why, what’s the point out
trafalgar upon a map
next door to the park reading Wodehouse,
when I should have been at school
scared me frankly they asked too much
of me, what was this divided by that,
cross country running, swimming,
do you want a fight, why, what’s the point out
trafalgar upon a map
#books
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1 Comment
There is No Need... (Fahrenheit 451 Part 3)
There is no need for self-expression”
First they banned them then they burn them
Dystopian futures can be just signatures away
They don’t want the masses to dwell in knowledge
They are afraid the people will seize the day
“…There is no need for creativity…”
The battery runs smoothly behind the pit
The cityscape changes with each rudiment
The firemen chase and throw books away
Setting them ablaze through every movement
“…There is no need for enlightenment…”
Their faces are full of soot and sweat
But...
First they banned them then they burn them
Dystopian futures can be just signatures away
They don’t want the masses to dwell in knowledge
They are afraid the people will seize the day
“…There is no need for creativity…”
The battery runs smoothly behind the pit
The cityscape changes with each rudiment
The firemen chase and throw books away
Setting them ablaze through every movement
“…There is no need for enlightenment…”
Their faces are full of soot and sweat
But...
#music
#books
#art
227 reads
6 Comments
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